Yesterday I took a bit of time to reflect on the fact that yet another year is quickly coming to an end. What you don't know about me is that currently I work part-time at Trader Joe's as a crew member. I chose this employment while building my coaching business for different reasons. It is close to my home, I earn decent money, I have some benefits, I get to interact with the public, and I get to constantly move my body. But, what I most appreciate about this job is how much

Do you love yourself? Honestly...do you really love yourself? Do you look in the mirror and smile at yourself? Do you cheer yourself on? Take care of yourself? Your body? Your mind? Your joy? Or... Do you berate yourself? Put yourself down? Do too many things that you know aren't good for you? Feel less than  compared to others? Maybe less successful, less attractive, less whatever? If you feel inadequate, scared, like a failure, or even out of control What do you do? My expe

Take back your power Be who you came here to be Love yourself with your whole heart And you, dear one, are free Free to write your story Free to change your mind Free to live your life Free to be loving and kind Free to express your emotions Free to dance and sing Free to spend your money Free to appreciate every thing Free to make new friends Free to watch changing leaves Free to smell a flower Free to hug more trees Take back your power The power that is Divinely you Liven

People do what people do Cut down trees because there’s too much debris Hang plants in plastic pots on black metal hooks Get dressed for work, or school, or bed Walk their dogs around the block or leash their cat   People also Grow gardens, eat food, bathe Hoard toilet paper, goods, and boxes Go to church, synagogue, a mosque, or the woods Drive cars that get them to places—or ride bikes   And they Share stories of their grandmother’s recipes Blow out birthday candles Smile w

Life is a story Made of moments, feelings, thoughts, days, and so much more Tell me…what is your story? Are you in a peak, a valley? Or are you standing still? What have you learned? What are you learning?   Are there chapters you’re willing to create? Pages that are ready to come alive? Do those pages feel like a YESSSSS? It’s okay if you’re scared Are these new passages for your greater good? Will you help others, and the earth too? You can be gentle or fierce I mean, the w

Sometimes there are tornadoes The world spinning round and round on the outside As I stand observing from the inside In the eye of it all In my own hell, or well, of emotions Noticing the chaos Barbie and Ken dolls running amuck Safety nets ripped to shreds People hating and killing others Thugs being bullies to innocent, scared children And Noticing the beauty A precious, brand new little one Tail-wagging puppies and kittens tickling children A breathtaking oil painting sky

This is a poem about noticing. A practice of being present and writing about what is in each moment that I am noticing.

This is a poem that came to me when walking up a mountain when I lived in CA. I recite this poem often because I believe it is Mother...

This is the meal prayer I wrote and share with my family and friends before each dinner. I'm sharing because I've had such a beautiful...

Here you are...human Now is the time...unfolding It always was It’s always been And will always be Here for you and others On this life...

The trees don't judge me as I walk past. Instead, they say hello with their waving leaves. The birds don't tell me what to do. Instead,...

It is as though the birds sang extra loud. The rabbits scampered out to say hello. No humans here today due to the clouds. Except me,...

I offer you the sweet melodic songs of birds as you pause and listen. You find me in the swishes of the wind as you watch the grass...

Be here in this present For the past rests in peace Here and now is a new chapter A new adventure to unleash No one said change would be...

Like the light sometimes breaks through the dense cloud So too do I strive to break free from my fear and my ugly For when I steep in my own current of scared Swimming in thoughts that smother my spirit Drowning in the heaviness of 'not enough' I am blind to all the gifts I DO have NO I will not feed the fear by dropping into hopelessness or rejection I will not give those thoughts the strength to keep me in darkness Writhing, choking, worried, weary...invisible INSTEAD I wil

April 19, 2019 A tree just knows What it needs to grow It asks not, "Am I doing this right?" It doesn't feel guilty for shading the...